Holy Prison

PS 45 - Search

“Come, Mbak we find Mbak ATM, let Mbak ndak get punished again.” said Arum. Beside her, Farha also persuaded me.

“It seems even if the ATM I met is useless, Rum, lo see it yourself last night.” I said.

“Begini, Ma'am, as if we try first Mbak, if for example met and as bittersweet they still do not believe, Mbak will still have an ATM card to be careful if Mbak needs money.” says Arum.

It is also true what Arum said. I need that ATM card. How could I have escaped here without that ATM card? I definitely need a lot of money for expenses out there. What else is my purpose to escape is still confused about where to go. Anyway, the ATM had to meet before I met Aaron.

“OK deh, let's find.” I said.

They both stood up, their eyes twinkled again, and they took each other's faces. Before Arum came out of the room because he didn't room with me Farha called him.

"Arum wear mukena aja.” said Farha. Farhapun offered his own superior to Arum and he used another face. I also grabbed my face quickly. I don't have the lust to be troublemaking this time.

We rushed out. First Farha proposed going to the office of the administrator, asking the administrator who was there to announce that someone found my ATM please return it to the office of the administrator.

“Mbak, yesterday went where?” ask Farha.

“Gak anywhere just go back and forth njai with you guys.” I said.

“We start from Masjid, yuk!” advice Arum.

I nodded in agreement. The mosque is the most distant place. If you want to make a map, the mosque is at the very end of the classes we teach others. The mosque is very close to the Putra complex. Waitaminute! That means I can meet Aaron there. I hope there's no Gus Faiz there.

“Tapkan this hour there must be a guy who ro’an Mbak there.” said Farha.

“Ro’an? Clean-clean?” my many.

"Yes, Mother. That's right." said Farha.

“It's done, Ma'am, try it first yuk!” said Arum again.

“But near the men's complex.” says Farha.

I know exactly he is very unwilling to intersect with the son santri because of embarrassment and of course fear of being rejected by the caretaker who just noted without asking first when there are santri sons and daughters chatting. No matter the santri son is our own brother. Because for the manager we can not chat with the son santri unless it has received permission from the manager.

“Mbak, just calm down, I'm the manager so Mbak ndak will get takzir.” said Arum, while grinning the horse. I chuckled at him and turned to Farha. He finally nodded. There is also a point in having a management team.

We also walked towards the mosque while our eyes continued to search the road painstakingly looking for my lost ATM. Could be my ATM fell on the street, right?

BRUGGS!! I fell on the street, my eyes that kept looking down for the ATM did not notice Farha who was in front of me.

“Doh! Farha clay-liat dong kalo jalan.” I said, rising to my feet. Without looking I patted my face which I guaranteed was dirty on the back

“Not me, Ma'am.” said Farha. His voice did not come from before me.

“Astaghfirullah!” yelling reflex. This is the first time I've said Istighfar in a precarious state. It turns out that the effects of being in an Islamic environment have led me to become entangled in it.

It seems true said people. When we make friends with a perfumed oilman we will follow the fragrance. Uh, but wait a minute.

He really just left without saying sorry or any other words at all. I took a sandal at my feet about to throw it at Gus Faiz, but I instantly felt a sense of dejavu.

“Don't, Ma'am.” said Farha who hastily learned of my delayed actions. I'm wearing my sandals again. In any case if I do that again it must lead to punishment even Umi. Could bother with his business.

We also continued our journey to the side of my ATM card mosque has not been found. When we actually arrived in front of the mosque, it turned out that it was true that some of the sons were picketing to clean the mosque. Farha and Arum did not dare to enter. I'm so pissed off. A young man finally approached us.

“Wonten nopo anyway, Ma'am?” tanyakanya. His eyes were not on us but we knew the question was for us because there was no one else on our right and left. Farha and Arum nodded at each other. I let out a breath.

“He said what?” I whispered to Arum.

“She's what's up, Mbak.” said.

“Begini, Mas, we want to find my ATM card that fell. Can we go upstairs?” my many. This time I approached him and caught him in jail. He looked very nervous as I looked at him. He just stole a look at me not daring to stare any more.

“S-please.” he said after scratching the nape of his neck which I'm sure doesn't itch.

“Thank you.” I said. Once in a while pranking the son santri is okay, I also smile pretentiously friendly. The white son santri's face instantly became red. I could only giggle amusedly and then walk up on the ekori Farha and Arum. I still had time to hear that son santri was a bitighfar. It's totally different.

“Mbak, is that his son diapain? How come his face is red?” ask Arum.

“No idea, let's go upstairs!” I said.

We search from one corner to another. The floor of the mosque is still a little wet, it looks like this floor has just been mopped.

“Where to meet?” I asked Arum and Farha. We decided to split up before. They both shook their heads. “Sama” says lethargic. We have confirmed it up to 3x but still did not meet.

We started down the stairs. Santri approached again. It seems like I want to ask if my ATM card met or not. I hurriedly misted it, “Ngapain anyway! ATM did not meet, back and forth!” I said pissed.

I have no intention of teasing that santri anymore. Let's say I'm evil but if seen from him who comes again to us, it means he's just a caper (Read: seek attention).

I don't think it's any good to see him get attention. I better go, find an ATM somewhere else. I also dragged Arum and Farha to hurry, letting the son santri rest in her place. Let it.

“Mbak, ndak can be rough like that.” says Farha.

“Iya, yes..h yok ah search again!” I said. I don't blame this because I did it on purpose.

We walked to the class we were teaching. Niente. There was no ATM card, no sign of the ATM card. The three of us were both lying on top of the class. Luckily the class had no stool so we didn't have to lift up. Our head contains where the ATM card went.

“There's another place, Ma'am?” ask Farha.

“There! Ayok!” I said stand up straight. They both followed me. I took them to the garden where I met the little ones from the first to the Za. The same place with the incident of a hug that ended in dirty water.

“In the early hours, Mbak?” ask Arum. Unbelievingly. I just nodded. And without anyone asking again we went straight through this area. We split up and continued to search for it carefully.

I let out a disappointed sigh when almost 7x rounds I searched but did not meet. If this is what should I do? I only have one ATM card. We returned empty-handed.

Time still shows half two noon. Time was slow, but I was looking for an ATM card. I decided to go to sleep. The effects of not sleeping seem to make me want to continue sleeping. This time I chose to sleep outside the room with a natural AC that was quite luring to me quickly. Lucky ‘my room’ is in the corner so if I sleep outside the room does not interfere with the activities of passers-by.